I got lost in scrubbing floors and shifting clothes and priming walls.
I got lost in the celebration of the end of another school year.
I got lost in the pool holding a wet five year old. I got lost in the upsidedown over and around twirl of a roller coaster. I got lost in waving to little girls in a rocking pirate ship.
I got lost crossing from state to state, pumping my own gas and riding in Amish buggies.
Being lost was lovely (except for the scrubbing floors).
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3 thoughts on “Lost”
Hi from FMF! Oh, I do know the kind of “lost” you are talking about. Haven’t ridden in an Amish buggy though — that would be great.
So glad you’re back. 🙂
Me too. I’m all backed up. 😉